RIP Kevin

This post is in honor of Kevin the kitten, who died today. He died in his sleep, but I don't know why or exactly when. He was sleeping on the kittens' favorite blanket today when I got home, and when I moved the blanket, he was limp. I picked him up and his eyes were open and he was completely limp, but still warm. I tried to give him CPR, and when I pushed his chest there was a kind of slurping sound, so I think he might have had fluid in his lungs or something. His nose turned pink again when I was giving him rescue breaths, but he didn't start breathing on his own. Poor Kevin. He was Nick's favorite, and he was the runt. I love runts. And Kevin. He was a beautiful orange tabby, and not even two months old--way too young to die. I'm going to take the other kittens to the vet tomorrow (or Monday) and get them checked out because I don't want Tortoise or Onomatopoeia to die too! I have the major sads. We're going to bury Kevin in the back yard when Nick gets home from work.

Rest in peace, Kevin. We loved you.